Burn it Off

my self-inflicted panopticon failed.

3.31.2005

small consolation

hawaii has a huge problem with ice. cheap drug, i guess. either way, that's where a lotta the crime here originates...like theft!

i was a little pissed that i thought i kept my little bottle of vicodin in my shaving kit...and i thought shit...fuckers stole my shit to sell so they could buy drugs...and they got a bottle of vicodin. fuckers.

buuuut i found my bottle of vicodin. i'd taken it out for some reason. those fuckers don't get no fuckin' free hit off me. yay.

not that i value my vicodin very much. i kept it from when i had my wisdom teeth pulled (i wanted to see how much it really hurt so i let my painkillers just wear off...didn't hurt too much so i stopped taking them) and reserved it for very special occassions, like a broken back on an 18 hr. drive back to columbia on spring break. or that time me and christian injured ourselves in a tourney in boston so we took vicodin and heckled the rest of the day. i should probably just sell the shit...i heard you can get $5 a pill....but shit they make you happy. i can see how people could get addicted.

but yeah...fuckin' robbers don't get no free it.


fuckers.

3.30.2005

service

i've realized that i have real problems paying for "services" in life. repairs, maintenance, all that shit, i can't stand paying someone to do a job....i dunno why. i think i've always abhored it but only realized it when i looked at my car repair bill and noticed that i was paying $88/hr!!! ridiculous. the final straw was a surf repair. i punched a hole CLEAN THROUGH tammy's board :( i'd taken my mom and brother out surfing but i didn't have a board at the time (busted) so i borrowed tammy's baby. i took off on this wave and weaved between my mom and brother who were, of course, chilling next to me in the water. unknowing to me the wave caught my mom backwards and she and her board were tumbling in the water next to me. i tried to veer away from her but only succeeding in wiping out...our leashes got tangled and i was dragged by my leash (attached to her 9'7" longaboard) until the wave let go...and i came to to find that my mom's skeg had punched a hole clean through tammy's board.

i felt so horrible. either way...i offered to either fix it or pay for it and she decided to get the shaper to repair it and he just filled the hole with resin...which i could've done. i don't blame her for the decision but i was kinda bummed that was all he did (i/we thought he would at least put a chunk of foam in). then what REALLY bummed me was last week when we went to ehukai in some 3-5ft. north shore surf and she got hit by a heavy wave and her board buckled right at the repair, cracking around it and delaminating it across the deck. studying it...i don't think he bothered to glass across the repair, just on top of it. which sucks even more.

soooooo when i found myself with no keys for my car. i decided to fuck the locksmithing services, i'm gonna do it myself. fuck laziness. fuck convenience. fuck uncomfortable...ness. i'm realizing a trend i started subconsciously a long time ago...i don't like paying for services. if there's something i can learn how to do, i'd much rather do that because that's just one more thing i'll never have to pay for. so far, i haven't paid a dime for a single surfboard. the only one i got new was bought for me for a birthday/christmas present from my brother. all the others are peoples' rejects that i decided to fix...and doing that has taught me how to fix boards *shrugs*. that's a lotta saved money. and it cost me $30 in supplies to get three unrideable boards fixed and fix any dings i get on my other boards. maybe it's a pride issue. i dunno. or i'm just fuckin' cheap. i'll let you be the judge. either way, i enjoy it.


whiskey

3.29.2005

collapse

soooooooo everything's kinda comin' together again, finally. credit cards are starting to come back in and i got the insurance claim started. the "claim adjuster" should call me sometime in the next couple days to get a list of items stolen from me and tell me what can and cannot be covered. bleah. went to cingular today to get a phone...turns out i can't get the rebate i got on my phone originally (paid $100) so it would cost me $250. fuckin' hell. even more, the cheapest phone i could buy is this absolute piece of shit that cost $119. those mother fuckers (who robbed me in the first place). i'm gonna call cingular and beg to see if they can help me out. my sister did that and they gave her a free phone.

but yeah, things are almost normal. not sure what i last blogged but pretty sure i hadn't mentioned that i had to break into raimi on the side of the road at tammy's house and take apart my steering column (not an easy job) to get the ignition lock cylinder out. took it to napa, got a new one, got new door locks, and put those in (finished...yetserday) so i can finally take her out again without worrying about getting all my shit stolen. still can't get in the trunk but i found a locksmith that can make me a key from the existing cylinder that i took outa' the door. the other alternative was to take out my backseat, climb back in my trunk and unlatch it from the inside and get a new lock for it...comes out to about the same price so i'll just go to the locksmith.

got a job lead from my uncle...so i finally updated my resume completely and i'm gonna get on this whole job application thing. had a 3 day tournament last weekend (Easter) called hopu ka lewa. our team was strong...went undefeated the first day, 2-2 the second day, and went into finals playing one a the teams that'd already beat us first. so yeah...they could still beat us...and we were eliminated after one game on sunday. might'a been a good thing...even after the game i still wasn't sober.

*sigh* i guess i should get my life started again....getting restless

oh and i made chilli for the first time...tastes pretty good!

peace

3.22.2005

FUCKALL

well shit. finally happened, i got robbed.

plan was to surf yesterday late afternoon on the north shore, camp up there, and then surf more this morning up there. so me and tam go surfing at ehukai beachpark in SWEET clean 3-6ft. waves. epic session. come back and her window is busted in and they'd taken my two bags for the camping trip containing (that i can remember) wallet (4 credit cards, 1 atm card, and 1 debit card, $50 barnes & noble gift card, licence, $25), cell phone ($250 but i didn't pay that much), NEW sony S2 boombox ($110 that i didn't pay for), new shades ($65), my favorite cd's (~$300), buncha' clothes, new backpack ($70), all my keys (no spare for the camaro so it's sitting on the road by tam's house right now, and my fucking PASSPORT....yeah...i got fucked.

got all the loose ends tied up already as far as credit and fraud go...looking into how much of it home insurance might cover...but yeah....fuckin' bites.

also, i have no phone numbers for people. if you'd like me to have your phone #, please email it to me.

grrrrrrrr

i've alredy picked out a knife.

3.16.2005

vroom

i'd forgotten that i'd said i'd write more about raimi when i got her running again...but i will now...right after this post. for those of you who don't want to look that far, she IS running, and after a few phases of tuning she's purring like a kitten again...as far as i can tell she's running as good as before which means this may be more than just a temporary fix like i'd earlier thought..when i first got her running again and she was shakin' like hell. turned out to be tuning issues.

read on, on her blog

3.14.2005

more

so yes, i quit my job. it's funny...when i tell that to most ultimate people they say simply, "good for you," without even knowing why, haha. i love ultimate people. but then they ask why and i tell them, and then again, they say "good for you," with an even bigger smile.

so, why did i quit? direction. i studied electrical engineering at columbia as you may or may not know. i decided to come back to hawaii in the middle of applying to jobs in and around san diego (this was during senior year) for family reasons and because of that, i was pretty late in the game....as i was already late in applying in california. so yeah...REALLY late. because of that, i took the first job that fell into my lap...which happened to be in civil engineering and happened to be more of an internship given to me as a favor for being hawaiian and wanting to come back and bring all the knowledge i learned in college back to the homeland (hah). it was a job, it paid well, and it offered a future.

from the beginning, though, i told them that i'm not one of those kids who went to college and studied something just to study SOMETHING. i went in loving electrical engineering and came out loving it more. they kept saying that they'd try and work that in...and i soon realized that they had the mindsets of businessmen about the closest they'd ever get me to electrical engineering would be setting up video networks using their fiber optic line through the state. they didn't seem to understand how i thought that would be boring as all hell and told me i have to be more imaginative...but that's really all that would be. a business with a beast of a fiber optic network running through the state. building on that only entails buying little black boxes from other people and plugging them in. blah.

aaaaaaaaand then just recently, the company itself gets in trouble and the flow of money from a federal grant/loan (i don't really get it) got shut off. layoffs, layoffs all around me, and no work for little old me so they send me to this other company as a full-blown intern doing roadway sign inventory for the department of transportation in KONA on highway 11 running from kona to hilo (southern route) which takes about 2 hours to DRIVE. my term there was supposed to be three months...during which time i probably would've walked half of that route (i had a partner). i would've done the work with no problem had i any faith in the program...but since my faith in the program was dwindling, the work in kona every week (they'd fly me back every weekend) was killing me. so i quit. seemed like a good time to do it because if there was even a QUESTION of it...3 months of my life is VERY valuable to me at this point in my life. so i threw away a mindless job, gaurenteed for 2 years (unless the reapplication for the fed loan/grant failed, which they were confident wouldn't), with PROBABLY the opportunity to set myself up for the rest of my life, financially. why? because i would've killed myself long before i got to enjoy my money. probably out of sheer boredom...possibly just wondering what i COULD have done with my life had i taken it in my own hands instead of letting circumstance steer me.

so i'm proud of what i did, happy with my decision, and scared absolutely shitless. i have bills, i have a car, and i have expensive habits. and no job. i have some money saved...but more importantly i have the motivation to get a better job right now. plan B is to get any old job for the next few months and apply to grad school. funny thing that happens in hawaii is that all the jobs go to UH grads...if i can find a program i like that relates to hawaii...i could totally build a network off it and come out with a better base here. we'll see how they like me as i am now, though :)

so, that's me. how're you?

and i'll most likely be writing more these days...sorry for the hiatus but it's kinda hard when i'm on another fuckin' island living out of a hotel room most of the time....now i have all the time in the world.


*munch*

3.10.2005

So

so i quit my job today.

haha!

why am i laughing.

...haha!


*burp*

3.04.2005

raimi love

she lives!!!!

drove 'er around the block today...needs a little bit more mixture tuning but otherewise running pretty good...but rough. no insurance yet so i didn't wanna go for a 'real' spin yet. maybe tomorrow.


*stoke*